Failure can never hold me back
I have always loved the journeys and not the destination. Since childhood I’ve been travelling, though to and fro from my native place to my grandparents town in summer vacations.
The lust for travelling has been since instilled and even after forty years is not quenched.
The journeys I took in my childhood and early teens have a strong effect on my memories. My comparisons, if any, in a scene or specially in the poems, comes from those memories.
I love reliving those light moments when everything felt like rejuvenating. Each movement, each step filled me with thrill. A destination gave me hope of new journey. Reaching at a place filled me with anticipation for the journey either return or continued one to another stop. This used to be a cycle.
In childhood days, I never wanted to reach the destination because all the enjoyment, excitement and new experiences laid in the journey itself and not the place. I mean for a while it’s ok but then your heart starts longing for the journey to another place, to new experiences and all.
For me the transit period is best. Stationary means dead, to me at least it seems so.
I had no mobile phone or digital camera when we traveled to show now, the journeys I have taken, to the places which are engraved in my heart but the photos are still tucked in the albums and kept safely. The memories live behind eyelids. So fresh, so lively.
These days I am not able to travel a lot, at least as much I desire to thus the pain of missing the roads is building up in my heart.
Whenever I hear or see someone on the go, I long to be a free soul of the wanderer. I want to be a nomad, stopping at a place where no one has been or very few have known. I want to mingle with the people and their culture, to be one with the nature. I don’t want to stay for long, just understand the place and it’s life then leave for new place to quench thirst of my eyes and soul, to see the nature’s and beauty.
I know that I am not here for forever so, whatever time I have left, I want to witness the nature’s creation. To feel it in first hand. To be out there in the nature and experience the creating force passing through me, giving me a new lease of life and unfolding the truth of our existence, the whole purpose of our being.
As if she had no idea where did it come from the blue dress girl opened it.
BOOM! the whole hall was filled with smoke. A ruffled skirt, shoved up to the knees with blood streaming down on the floor and a few steps ahead a small palm all smeared with black marks could be seen. It was not a clear vision but whatever was visible was enough to tear his heart.
Sitting in the corner, with head between the knees tightly clutched to his chest, was a teenage boy shivering.
Feeling a caring touch over his head the boy startled and looked up into the eyes smiling with deep compassion. Clueless the boy pulled back.
Only religion or the way of life that accepts Atheism open handed as it’s part..Is Sanatan Dharma…I am lucky and feel proud to be a sanatani Athiest who respects and loves her culture. To do so I am not bound to worship or believe in God or Goddess. The oldest, yes I am calling it the oldest of all Religions. And basically in Bhartiya culture the Religion has totally different meaning…Duty. Religion in Bhartiya language is called Dharma which means duty..of all kinds. It can be towards your parents, children or as a student, as an employee or employer, a Doctor or anything you relate yourself to. But what in actual, Hinduism is, a Sect or what we call as Pant. Which means a way, so Hinduism is a way of living not a Religion or Dhrama. Santan which means the endless or the one prevailing since times unknown, is Dharma or the duty towards society, universe and all living beings. Be through God’s and Goddesses or mysticism or Spritualism even Gurus, teerthankaras and Gautam Buddha, all depends on individual’s choice which path he has to follow and accordingly it falls under that sect. Thus making Hinduism, Jainism, Buddhism and Sikkism a part of Sanatana. Many may disagree with me about rest of the sects apart from Hinduism, but I again repeat my words that Hinduism is not the religion or Dharma of which I am calling other sects as part but Of Sanatan Dharma. The establishes of all three other sects are or shall I call it were originally the followers of Sanatan and with their own reasons, such as for saving the Sanatan, or to overcome the locking they started their own sects which with time, turned to be believed as religions. There is one big reason why there is so much confusion around these being different and Hinduism is alone Sanatan. And the reason is, the attack of Western and Middle Eastern invaders. Most of the harm or call it the last nail in the coffin, was nailed by the British and their policy of divide and rule. The small crack between the brothers was made like Trench. There are many sects apart from these major four. Which also were used by the invaders to their advantage, thus the touchables- untouchables, upper caste- lower caste, etc. were born. The theory of Aryans and Unaryans or the Dravidians, is also sown by them. The literature on Bharat, written by westerners is filled with such fabricated stories. Yes, I will call that piece of research a story because the writers first off all don’t know our culture nor understood our language, they with their half knowledge speculated everything which they didn’t understand. If now some people say, even our historians and laureates are saying the same thing, then to them I will say, the base of the knowledge is rotten and false so the building over it will be filthy itself. If they look around with open mind and eyes, they will be able to see the truth for themselves. Many have returned to their roots and are embracing their ethnicity and the truth. If the modern world’s cruelest religion, in it’s beginning, had not destroyed and burnt our Nalanda and the temples, where the records had been kept, today there might not have been any confusion and who knows the Script of Sindhu Ghati Sabhyata (Indus Valley Civilization) would have been decoded. BHARAT is not known as the land of intellectuals, just like that. We have that capacity now and it prevailed in the past too. Pura Bhartiya (ancient Indians) had their knowledge decoded in their genes which is transferred to the present generation. The world is witnessing it and the ancient facts are being coming into light now, which were stolen and suppressed by the invaders to put forward their names by re-researching the already established facts by Bhartiya. If I hurt someone, please accept my apology as it was not intentional. And if you read the article till end I am really grateful to you. Do leave a comment, what you feel?
Below I am giving some citings to clarify my point. Courtesy Google.
The term is a Sanskrit compound of the words sanātana, meaning “eternal, everlasting,” and dharma, meaning “law, righteousness, duty.” Sanātanadharma is often translated as “eternal religion,” “eternal law,” and “ancient and continuing guideline,” to mention a few examples.
Sanatana-dharma is the oldest religion in the world. … Sanatana-dharma is pre-historic and absolute in nature. On the other hand the term Hindu or Hindu dharma is a term given by Persians only a few centuries ago, to mean the people living beside the river Sindhu. Sindhu is the original name of River Indus. Persians didn’t have ‘s’ pronunciation instead ‘h’ was used. To same ‘h’ Megasthenes gave ‘i’ pronunciation in his book Indica.
I found this quote, which is apt to today’s Fandango’s one word challenge.
Sit back and relax
In chair or on ground
Let your eyes wander
Or the mind
See the beauty your eyes
Search for what your
Then feel it let the feeling
Loose yourself in the magic
Let reality loose in the dream
The perfect way to daydream
From past 2 – 3 days I am not my normal self. I thought of working on my memoir but could not do so.
Reason? CORONA ! My hubby is detected moderately Corona positive. And I am not by his side. As I told in my previous blogs that I have come to my brother’s place and I am stuck here in month long lockdown. Even there at my place also it’s lockdown.
Though his treatment is going on at home and he says he is going g fine so I should not bother much and should not rush to him with children, as flight is the place to catch infection and that will be more problematic. Moreover, I won’t be able to go near him so it’s safe that I stay where I am.
Just to lighten up when I tried TV it was all filled with Corona news and all sort of negative information. When I turned to movies, I couldn’t stop thinking about him which again brought the sad reality.
I tried my social apps but of no use. E erywhere I hear about it. Last but not least, I turned back to YouTube and there I tried all my followed channels but of no use. I even tried talk down meditation and self hypnosis but nothing actually helped. Then, I found a channel of a couple who have left their settled life in city and me their home in hills. That channel brought me so much relief that I subscribed them. While searching for more such channels I came across one another guy who is a local Vlogger and till two days back was going through the same problem as mine. Actually, his father was hospitalized due to CORONA. He, too unlike me was searching for something to comfort himself during that period. YouTube, Facebook, Instagram, movies but couldn’t console himself and his work as a vlogger suffered a lot.
But, atleast I got the point that I am not alone who is at unrest and not over reacting. Now, as I understand diverting my interest to something new I may give rest to troubled mind plus one more thing I have found out that mountains are calling me too. Not the commercial areas but the rural or outskirts. The calm and peaceful life made me cry. The serenity of the mountains is so addictive. I don’t know whether I will get to experience that life or not but for now it is calming and comforting my alarmed soul.
I pray for safety of all. Be careful.